Beyond all that, Rudd is something of a hometown hero. Having moved to Kansas City when he was ten, Paul remains a regular visitor to the city and a huge Chiefs fan. Hell, he even narrated their season of Hard Knocks on HBO. In interviews, you can sense both his humility and his humor. He's a professional who never makes the mistake of taking himself too seriously. As he once told Nylon, "I hear people talk about 'the craft,' and I just think, 'Oh, you're so full of shit.'"

Also, he's pretty damn good looking. As one Elle writer once wrote, Rudd is "better looking that your neighbor but not so gorgeous that he couldn't play your neighbor in a movie." Plus, we're pretty big proponents of men who are just as comfortable in a week's worth of unshaven scruff and T-shirts as they are in a tailored suit. Paul, of course, is one of these men. He's also a Jayhawk. While that is something that we're willing to overlook, his swagger is something we simply cannot.

I actually met him when he was filming "How Do You Know?" on my block in Washington DC. I told him I had been a fan since Wet Hot American Summer and he seemed genuinely thankful for my comment. Very humble, down to earth guy from what I could tell. He deserves all his successes.

Paul Rudd was even hot in My Idiot Brother, which I just saw in theaters this weekend. He's surprisingly versatile. I'm happy to see him getting different types of comedy roles now. When he first started I thought he was going to be pigeon-holed as a dry comedian like Jason Bateman.